Marcela

“There was a time three thousand years gone you could have walked from one end of the country to the other never leaving the shadow of the trees. “The Green Man walks the wood,” he tried explaining. “But the wood remembers.”
― Emily Tesh, Silver in the Wood

“It is the mark of little men to like only what they know; one step beyond, and they
feel the black cold of chaos.”
― Mary Renault, The Bull from the Sea

“It seemed to him that something which had always contained and confined him was broken, that he was loosed from it for ever; but whether he came forth into freedom or exile was something he could not determine.”
― Edith Pargeter, The Heaven Tree